The Colored F.B.I. Guy

I don't know just how it started

We got covered up of the sky

His body and his mind have parted

You can see it happen in his eyes

I don't know just what they're for

Cones and rods and bars and arrows

Dots and dashing eyes that roll

Right into sight and out

Out of control

I don't know just what they're there for

Flashing lights in passing mirrors

Dashing eyes with dots that roll

Right in my mouth and out

Out of control

I don't know just how it happened

There was glass in from of the sky

My body and my face got shattered

I hope I'm together when I die